Empty Shed from Circle Breaker by The Taxpayers

Lock to the fence post.
Walk through the weeds.
Step upon discarded sunflower seeds.
Open the door. Walk into the shed.
Here where you left your old body for dead.
I’m alone with you.
I’m alone with you.
Can’t tell if you’ve left or if you’re still
near.
Talking to nobody, hoping you’ll hear.
Bag up some garbage.
Craigslist the couch.
Ride my bike home to let your dog out.
She’s happy to see me, but sad I ain’t you.
She barks when the ice cream truck sings its
way through.
I’m alone with you.
I’m alone with you.
Can’t tell if you’ve left or if you’re still
near.
Talking to nobody, hoping you’ll hear.
I am talking to nobody, hoping you’ll hear.
Nobody needed another damn thing.
Sit on the front porch you built while the
Song Sparrow sings.
I’m alone with you.
I’m alone with you.
I’m alone with you.
Somehow alone with you.
I’m alone with you.
I’m alone with you.
Can’t tell if you’ve left or if you’re still
near.
Talking to nobody, hoping you’ll hear.

• DIY punk
• Punk
• experimental
• folk punk
• indie rock
• punk rock
• United States